Three Times Dope - Weak at the Knees lyrics

Artist: Three Times Dope Album: Live From Acknickulous Land Song: Weak at the Knees I make you weak at the knee-eee-eee-eees!! Ah come along, ah we gonna jam Ah come along, ah won't me hold your hand, yaiiiiie Ah come along, it'll be so nice [E.S.T.] I won't beat around the bush but come right up front Miss Thang, you know you got sumtim I want It ain't your daddy's money, I got my own flunkies It's to get you all alone doin that funky To play footsie and tickle your soul Cause I can get sweeter than a tootsie roll So good to it that you wanna leave never But feel what's real always and forever You want me for all the things I do Workin to the phone for crazy you Girl you inspire, me to perspire Lost in the force of Earth Wind & Fire Turn off the lights click on a slow tape And I'ma show ya, just why they call me great In a snowstorm baby it'll be a hundred degrees Bakin ya, makin ya weak at the knees Chorus: I make ya weak at the knees I make you feel all right, yeaaaaaaah I make ya weak at the knees I make you feel all right, yaaowwwww, so [E.S.T.] So don't tease me baby stop messin around Make me get up so I can get on down I wanna please you til it's almost unbearable Fire and desire in me somethin terrible I'm never done lazy (I make you feel like you never had in your life, baaaaabe) I don't know if you ready or not Or how you will react if you're put on the spot But I go for broke cause I ain't no joke In the mix doin tricks never missin a stroke If you were Hollywood then I would strive for fame Untamed as I make you call out my name Cause I'm the host with the most Your head might hurt, from it steady hittin the bedpost Think you wanted rhyme but I'm down to drop And go the whole nine yards you hear, "Baby don't stop!" Tears for Fears, from beggin me please Takin all you can stand til you're weak at the knees Interlude: Well I heard, that you were hard to satisfy momma Well I heard, other men tried and weren't gettin none Well I heard, that what they say about you's really true But I heard, that you got a special rap from me too Tell ya what momma Chorus + (momma you hear me don't you hear me sing) [E.S.T.] You look tasty and baby I want a taste So let the titties pour down upon my face Back is arched and my muscles flex I know you're all the way live, don't play Memorex How could it be wrong, to love so right Throughout the morning, evening, noon and night Go for days in God's most precious creation I ain't weak for freaks I'ma want temptation Revealing, my Sexual Healing And like Toyota, Oh What a Feeling Out on the prowl won't make a peep But get Knee Deep, now how's that for steep Drench you more than the seven seas I'm like a motor overheating pour your antifreeze Comin at cha with three bachelor degrees Certifying me for makin you weak at the knees Chorus (with varations to moaning, then scatting afterwards)